Monday, March 3, 2014
When I was a silly, naive*, thirteen year old, I promised myself I would have a book written by the time I was 16. And so I reached age sixteen with about half a dozen burned and broken half drafts, that never got anywhere.
But along the way, I wrote and wrote and wrote. And when I reached 17, I realized I had hundreds upon hundreds of writing-much of it poetry, which I've come to love with every bone in my body. And I sifted through my work, I noticed that much of the poetry I loved and wanted to share with this funny, lovely little Earth.
And so I began working and something began forming.
A book entitled "Flower Songs."
My first book of poetry.
And it's now being published by Bolinas Books next month.
Right around my 18th birthday, two years late, but a book nonetheless.
The inside has charming illustrations by young artist, Jackie Files.
The beautiful cover is created by talented children's book illustrator, Hillary Moore.
And it is filled with 70+ pages of original poem full of my questions, fears, musings and faith. It's inspired by my coastal landscape, my confusion with my teenage body and mind, my sprout thoughts, the little seeds inside me and my wild heart and wild hopes.
If you'd like, and I hope you will, you may reserve a copy by commenting below, sending me a message or an email (firstname.lastname@example.org).
It's printed on 100% recycled paper in California and a tree is planted for each book.
It is 15.00 dollars, 18.00 with shipping.
And it's filled with lots of love and sticky little sentences guaranteed to find some little nook in your heart.
*I'm still silly and naive, I'm just not thirteen.
Cover By Hillary Moore
Posted by Hannah Louisa Yerington at 10:29 PM
Saturday, March 1, 2014
If I were to take this little heart shaped rock
bury it under this beach
Who would find it?
Place it in their pocket,
hold it in their palm
post a notice
On Bolinas beach
a heart shaped rock
sturdy and skippable
perfect size for holding (if you have small, gentle palms)
seems to like getting lost
excellent at tumbling
appreciates saltwater and mud
As far as rocks go, doesn't say much
But who can blame it?
It's really a very young rock.
Posted by Hannah Louisa Yerington at 1:20 PM